His gaze piercing, Zhao Moxuan's eyes were scorching hot.
Despite the disbelief of those around him, Zhao Moxuan had recognized Wen Mian's identity.
Wen Mian had an excellent figure and striking appearance.
Even now, decked out in all her splendor, Zhao Moxuan saw right through her.
At this thought, a nameless rage suddenly surged up from the bottom of his heart.
Immediately following, the man took a deep breath, his cold gaze landing on Pei Qingqing, seeing the fury in her eyes.
Without saying, it was clear that Wen Mian's appearance had dealt a blow to both of them.
In the past, he had never realized Wen Mian had such capability.
"Swoosh,"
Bright lights twinkled on the stage.
Zhao Moxuan and Pei Qingqing's gaze followed and landed on Wen Mian just in time.
The performance ended, and Wen Mian took a bow.
Numerous media rushed to the stage, cameras and microphones ready to interview Wen Mian.
But suddenly, Pei Qingqing appeared behind them.
"Wen Mian!"
